I did experience one embarassing incident which you will find at thread731-141441 (Faux Pas) which I won't bore you with again.
But one incident still makes me laugh after all these years (and I appologise, I can't come close to the toilet stories above):
When I first started work, in the days of typing pools and Grundig dictaphones, we had quite an office full of "girl fridays".
This was an old building with metal and glass partitioning dividing everything up into offices: the acoustics were terrible.
One day one of the girls, who was normally very good humoured, had a ruck with the boss and stormed out of his office closing the door witha little extra vigour.
This drew our attention to a potential "groundhog event" (see language forum for a definition) very effectively.
Then she found she had immediately to go back in with some file or other, which she did.
Swinging the door wide she flounced in and slammed the file down on his desk.
She turned to leave and as she was coming out we all heard him calling out "AND DON'T SLAM ...." but he was unfortunately cut off mid voice by the door slamming extra hard (I think she was distracted by the grinning expectant faces she saw on her way back)The noise reverberated round the building. The glass threatened but didn't actually break.
Several people were reduced to near basket cases not so much by the door slamming as by the consequences:
Caught by surprise, my coffee cup and I parted company and I spent the next several instants trying to retrieve it from its cartoon-like suspension in mid air.
It was my failure that caused the final break up of so many people who watched it attack the nearest electrical equipment (thank god computers hadn't been invented yet).
All the boss could hear (over the ringing in his ears) was the sound of uncontrolled hysterics from the outer office and I can tell you he was well ticked off for some time thereafter.
JMW